(Story extract)
 
I scanned over the area through J01-T5s scope, the tinted glass magnifying the surrounding landscape. The wind blew some of the looser snow across the ground, a feral ghoul coming into view against the thermal setting. It stumbled through the snow, a few strips of its flesh being lifted by the wind and revealing pearly bone underneath - uck, disgusting. Gently pulling the trigger, another bolt of energy flew out of the muzzle with a distinct zap. The magnetically propelled round landed in the snow near the ghouls hooves, sending up a cloud of the white stuff and knocking the gory thing over. I grunted in frustration, taking my eye away from the scope and levitating the rifle beside myself. How is it a magically magnetic powered bolt of energy still has this much celestia-damned drop off? Taking a breath and standing myself up, I slung the rifle over my shoulder, the ghoul lost in the darkness without the help of the night vision scope.